Chapter 435

Chapter 435 You’re the Worst

Diana’s brows furrowed. It was Eric Marsh.

He was hardly a good person, and she had no intention of rescuing him.

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“I have no ties to the Marsh family anymore. You can do what you want–beat him, kill him; it’s your choice.”

“Diana, I’m your brother. You can’t just watch me die! We’re blood relatives. How can you be so heartless?”

Eric’s anger crackled through the line.

Diana frowned. This situation hadn’t happened in her previous life.

Back then, after Frank’s accident, Eric only returned during her birthday party, and he ended up in prison.

After Queenie took everything from him, he tried to kill her but failed and ended up in jail, his fate just as grim.

In this life, she would respect others‘ destinies.

But why was this happening months earlier?

Was it because she had changed her past?

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Diana replied mockingly, “Eric, when you need me, I’m your sister. When you don’t, I’m just an outsider. Go look for your real sister, Queenie. She’s the one you treasure.

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“Have you forgotten what you’ve done to me? Why would I come to save you?”

Eric laughed darkly. “Diana, I’m asking you for help because I actually think you’re worth it. Queenie, the darling of the Marsh family, wouldn’t dare come to this place. You’re just a rough country girl; a few hits won’t kill you.”

Diana felt a mix of anger and amusement.

So that was how he viewed her.

Tears brimmed in her eyes as if her soul had been stripped away, her inner torment enveloping her world like ink.

She broke down, tears falling silently to the floor. She inhaled deeply, trying to stifle the pain, but the tears still overflowed.

Why did those assholes have to trample on her dignity like this?

“Eric, you’re the worst. I won’t come to save you; stop dreaming.”

“Diana, I command you to come save me! Bring a million. I know you have it. If you help me, I’ll let you back into the Marsh family as my sister.”

Diana coldly replied, “I don’t want it. Who would want to be

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your sister? I’ve never been your sister. I’m someone here to settle the score.”

“Why are you angry, you country bumpkin? It’s a privilege for you to help me.”

Eric remained arrogant and self–righteous.

“You keep that privilege to yourself. Goodbye! Eric, your broken hands and feet are no concern of mine.”

As she prepared to hang up, Eric shouted, “Mr. Morrison, you must let Diana come here tonight. My sister is quite beautiful.”

At the mention of Mr. Morrison, Diana’s heart raced with recognition.

She said, “What’s the address?”